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George Matantilo – My dream

In January 2011 Adam Oxford visited Simakakata Community School for the second time. He’s been keeping you up to date with progress at the school through a series of blog post. You can read them all here.

On the trip Adam shot hundreds of photos and also recorded an interview with headmaster George. He recently mixed them together to produce an audio slideshow which you can enjoy above.

Adam will be calling George early next week to get his latest diary update (there are no computers or power at the school). He’ll also be asking a minimum of five of your questions, so if there is anything you want to ask George then please leave your question in the comments section below.

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“I’ve started something at Simakakata” – Headmaster George

George in teaching mode

George teaches the Grade 7 class about Zambia's role in the UN

At the weekend, George Matantilo likes to relax by working on his small farm, near where he lives in Good Hope. With the help of his sons, he grows a little maize and sweet potatoes, and looks after a herd of goats. On Sunday, like the majority of people in this strongly Christian country, he goes to church. In the afternoons he unwinds by watching sport on television.

He’s earned the downtime. His boss at the Education Board is worried about his gruelling schedule. Every weekday morning, hot or cold, wet or dry, he cycles 8km to Simakakata, where’s he’s headmaster of the community school. He arrives at 7am, and works for at least least nine hours before starting the journey home. Although the children have all left by 4pm and there’s no food or water at the school, George often works late. On top of his school duties, he runs a health outreach program from his unlit office.

“We look after those who are orphaned or children that are vulnerable, I also organise help for local people with HIV/AIDS. There are a group of care givers who go around the community collecting information, so that we know how people are getting along, what their problems are, and offer advice or arrange appointments at the clinic in Kalomo. One of the other thing that I do is that I’m the pay point manager for the old and disabled here – I go to the social welfare offices to collect their allowances for them.”

It’s hard work, but George shrugs off the tiredness with a laugh.

“I’m an old man for a headmaster,” he jokes, “I’m 36 aready!”

George’s smile is infectious, but there are two dark truths behind his humour: many schools here are staffed by young, untrained teachers. More disturbingly, the HIV/AIDS epidemic has lowered the average life expectancy to under 41. Statistically, George really is an old man.

George’s hope

He lives with his wife, Linda, in a large, well equipped teacher’s house near the school in Good Hope. Until last year, George worked here: Linda still does. Unlike Simakakata, the school and surrounding area has access to power and water. The classrooms are well stocked, and there’s even an on-site science lab for Grade 8 students and above.

Fifteen years ago, though, Good Hope was identical to Simakakata. Then a German donor stepped in to kickstart the development of a new school building. As a direct result Good Hope and the surrounding area have been transformed beyond recognition, from a desperately poor rural community into a young, modern village which is growing every year.

George wasn’t offered more money to take up his new post, and there are few teachers with his experience that would accept a position at such an impoverished school. He’s here because he believes he can transform Simakakata in the same way. It’s draining, but behind his polite, unassuming nature George is tougher than a boxset of Bogarts.

“Somewhere in November last year,” he admits, “The Education Board offered me another job, closer to home, where the head teacher was retiring. They looked at how tired I was, travelling to school on my bike, working late, and organising so much. I said, ‘No, I’ve already started something at Simakakata, I must see it through to the finish. If I leave, who is going to see this through to being a proper school?’ So I remain here, and I keep on cycling, working with the children, working with the other teachers.”

If you would like to help fund a new classroom, teacher’s house and bore hole at Simakakata you can make a donation by clicking here. We’ll post updates on this blog so you get to see your money in action.

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The teacher: Sonia’s story

Sonia Haloba Shanegubo aims to inspire her pupils to break out of the cycle of poverty.

Sonia Haloba Shanegubo aims to inspire her pupils to break out of the cycle of poverty.

Sonia Haloba Shanegubo is the only teacher currently at Simakakata Community School other than headmaster George who is paid a salary by the government. A third is currently on maternity leave, but there’s no replacement during her absence.

Many government trained teachers won’t take jobs in rural schools with no housing or amenities: Sonia is here because she believes a quality education is the only thing that will rescue the children of Simakakata from a cycle of poverty and dependence. The commitment and determination she has shown to get where she is is daunting.

Sonia teaches the grade 3 class in the morning, and grade 1 in the afternoon. She is young, quiet and smartly dressed. Amazingly, her white skirt doesn’t show a single speck of dust from her commute this morning: even though she has to walk 7km along the main road between here and her house in Kalomo twice a day.

She has two children, four year old Ed and 16 month old Endy, who is still breastfeeding.

“As long as the school is in operation, I will be here,” she says, “I want to teach the children so that in the future they can be like me, and do something different. Something that will help communities like Simakakata.

“The most important thing we can do to help the children here is help them go to school. There are children here whose heads are full of knowledge, but there is no-one to push them and help them get ahead. So they just go hunting, do whatever, end up begging in Kalomo.

“I want them to have a better future and not end up as street kids.”

Many days Sonia teaches grades 1 and 2 together as attendance levels are hard to predict.

Many days Sonia teaches grades 1 and 2 together as attendance levels are hard to predict.

The teachers here understand exactly the problems and challenges their children and their families face when it comes to education.

“I grew up just here in Kalomo,” Sonia says, “With one single parent, my mother. We lived with my grandmother. There are six children in my family, and I am the first born.”

Sonia’s mother died in 1999, when Sonia was 18. Her youngest sister was barely a year old. Sonia’s boyfriend, Edwin Mwenda, paid Sonia’s tuition fees so that she could go back to high school and graduate. They married in 2002, and in 2003 Sonia went to Livingstone to train as a teacher. There’s no government support for teacher training here: the family was reliant on Edwin’s income as a lorry driver to support her brothers and sisters, as well as pay her college fees.

After her training, Sonia volunteered to teach at a Community School in Mazabuka district. It was an even more remote setting than Simakakata. The nearest tarmaced road was 15km away. Many teachers here work at their first post for free, while waiting for the government to ‘deploy’ them. The wait can be up to three years.

The current school is far from ideal, but there's a good chance Sonia's class will be kicked out soon.

The current school is far from ideal, but there

Sonia stayed at her school after deployment, but moved to another community near Kalomo after her grandmother died.

“I wanted to push my brothers and sisters so they would go to college,” Sonia says, “So I decided to sponsor my sister at college. I used money we earned buying goods like DVDs and music cassettes in Botswana to sell here to pay for her schools fees. My husband has to drive there often.

“Once my sister was trained as a teacher and deployed, she wanted to educate our younger sisters and brothers. So my sister sponsors one, my oldest brother sponsors one and I sponsor two through school.

“We now have enough that my second youngest brother, who is working in a shop in town, can go to college next year.”

Sonia knows that Simakakata Community school needs help from outside the community to get it established, but believes that the whole project will be self reliant once it’s completed.

“The most important thing we have to do is push those children in the community who are failing to go to school, to get them back to school. Encourage them to do something other than stay in the fields all day. We can help the parents too, those who need to go back to school to learn to read and write can.

“We should teach the parents projects like sewing, making baskets, beancraft that they can sell to find money to help children to go skills.”

Sonia is self-effacing and quiet when talking about her own story and incredible achievements. But when she talks about the need for education in Zambia, she is fast, loud and enthusiastic.

“I have seen a lot of people with a lot of difficulties in life. You can have the courage to want to go to school, but if there’s no one to help… I pity such people.”

The government will only send teachers to schools if there is accommodation for them.

A small house for teachers’ accommodation costs just £6,500 and will help Simakakata attract more exceptional people like Sonia to work at the school. If you’d like to donate, click here.

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Saviour’s story: A day in the life of an 8-year-old orphan. (3/3)

On Thursday we followed 10-year-old orphan Saviour through a typical day. The final third is a mirror image of the morning. A 7km walk home, where she is visibly tiring, followed by a small meal of nshima and more chores. By the time she is finished it’s 6pm and the light is rapidly fading. There is no time for homework before bed.

Photography by Brenda Veldtman.

Just after 3.15pm the children start the 7km walk home.

Just after 3.15pm the children start the 7km walk home.

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Despite the distance that lies ahead they are still in high spirits. They love having the chance to go to school.

That's 70km of walking per week. Or 2,800km in a school year.

As a 10-year-old Saviour should be in grade 4, but it's only recently that she has become strong enough to do the 14km round trip every day.

The light is noticable fading during the walk.

That's 70km of walking per week. Or 2,800km in a school year.

2 hours after they set off the children are back at Chibwe Farm and it's time for dinner.

2 hours after they set off the children are back at Chibwe Farm and it's time for dinner.

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The children are glad to have a second meal of the day. In a few months time the food from the harvest will be very low.

Yet more chores.

Yet more chores.

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The family enjoy some quality time together around the remains of the fire.

As the last of the light starts to disappear and exhausted Saviour heads to bed.

As the last of the light starts to disappear an exhausted Saviour heads to bed.

At a quick glance the school at Simakakata looks quite good. It’s a borrowed farmhouse. A little dark perhaps, but there are four walls and a roof that doesn’t leak too much. But there is a big problem. The community doesn’t own the building and the organisation that does wants it back.

Simakakata desperately needs a new school.

A total of £5,200 is needed to fund the first classroom for Saviour and her friends. Once the community has started construction, we’ll post regular updates so you can see your money in action. Click here if you want to make a donation.

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Saviour’s story: A day in the life of an 8-year-old orphan. (2/3)

On Thursday we followed 10-year-old orphan Saviour through a typical day. Her walk to school takes 2 hours. And when she gets there her classes are Maths, Creative and Technical Skills (CTS), English, Tonga and Social Development Studies. This is part two of her photo story.

Photography by Brenda Veldtman.

It's boiling hot and walk to school takes the children just over 2 hours. In that time they drink no water.

It's boiling hot and walk to school takes the children just over 2 hours. In that time they drank no water.

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Saviour and her friends finally arrive at school. The temperature is 27 degrees in the shade.

Saviour joins her grade 1 classmates and files into class for the first lesson of the day.

Saviour joins her grade 1 classmates and files into class for the first lesson of the day.

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There are no teaching aids for the walls. Everything has to be painstakingly written out by hand.

The children head for their desks.

The children head for their desks.

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The first lesson of the day is Maths.

Time for the dreaded test. No cheating please!

Time for the dreaded test. No cheating please!

Beatrice gives Saviour a little one-to-one tuition.

Beatrice gives Saviour a little one-to-one tuition.

Saviour loves having the opportunity to go to school.

Saviour loves having the opportunity to go to school.

3 hours later Saviour's lessons are over for the day.

3 hours later Saviour's lessons are over for the day.

Saviour waits to get a letter of Headmaster George. Doors are seen as luxury at Simakakata.

Saviour waits to get a letter off Headmaster George. Doors are seen as luxury at Simakakata.

The classrooms at Simakakata look quite good. But there is a major problem. The school is a borrowed farmhouse and the owner wants it back.

The classrooms at Simakakata look quite good. But there is a major problem. The school is a borrowed farmhouse and the owner wants it back.

By the time Saviour and Valencia get home and do their chores it will be too dark to do any homework so they grab a little time after school.

Saviour and Valencia find half an hour to do their homework before they set off home. They still have chores to do and it will be too dark to do any later.

Click here to see the final part of the story.

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Saviour’s story: A day in the life of an 8-year-old orphan. (1/3)

Meet Saviour

Photographs by Brenda Veldtman and Steve Heyes.

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Saviour lives on Chibwe farm. She gets up before 7am to do her chores. Here she is keeping an eye out for snake tracks.

Then it is time to start preparing breakfast.

Then it is time to start preparing breakfast.

Nshima is on the menu this morning. The same as every morning.

Nshima is on the menu this morning. The same as every morning.

While the food slowly cooks Saviour and her cousin Valencia grab a bucket and jerry can and run off into the bush.

While the food slowly cooks Saviour and her cousin Valencia grab a bucket and a jerry can and run off into the bush.

We find them half a kilometre away, collecting water from a nearby stream. It's filthy.

We find them half a kilometre away, collecting water from a nearby stream. It's filthy. We later learn that animals drink from the same water source.

Saviour struggles to lift the bucket onto her head.

Saviour struggles to lift the bucket onto her head.

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But she manages and the girls head back home.

Aunt Vivian has finished preparing breakfast for the girls. There won't be may left overs.

Aunt Vivian has finished preparing breakfast. Sorry dog, there won't be any left overs.

But it doesn't take long for the chickens to spot the water.

But it doesn't take long for the chickens to spot the water.

Time for a quick wash.

Saviour heads back into the bush for a quick wash.

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Then the children begin the 7km walk to school as a cow from the community farm looks on.

Saviour picks some muchinga-chinga berries to snack on. So soon after the end of the rainy season food is plentiful in this region.

Saviour picks some muchinga-chinga berries to snack on. It's just two months after the rainy season ended and the fruit is plentiful.

The children take a short rest by a stream. At the height of the 5-month rainy season it can become uncrossable.

The children take a short rest by a stream. At the height of the five month rainy season it can become uncrossable.

Click here to see part 2 of the story.

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Saviour’s story: A day in the life of a 10-year-old orphan

Saviour in her community just before she set off for school.

Saviour in her community just before she set off for school.

Saviour is a 10-year-old girl from Chibwe Farm. She lives with her Uncle Kennedy Mantantilo, his wife Vivian and their four children, Irene, Valencia, Chipo and baby Chileleko.

Saviour is in grade one at Simakakata community school. Until now, she was too small to walk the 14km round trip every day for class. Her family kindly agreed to let us spend the day with Saviour and see what a typical 24hours for the girl is like.

Here is a live blog of her day. Click here to see the story in pictures.

06:50

The farm is the closest thing we’ve seen to a recognisable village structure so far. Around 100 people live here, half of which are children of school age. Over 30 of the children go to school in Kalomo, 14KM away. They live in a boarding house the community owns in town, and return maybe once every two weeks to see their parents. While they’re away, they cook and care for themselves.

07:00

Saviour and her friends would normally set off walking now. Their lessons start at 11am, but it’s too hot later in the day and they don’t want to be late. Before we leave today, though, Saviour shows us her morning chores. She sweeps the yard, looking for dust blown in front of the shack and snake trails, then washes a few pans from the night before.

07:15

Saviour walks 500m to a small stream which even now, after the rainy season, might as well be stagnant. The villagers wash their clothes here, and the cattle drink from the same place. Saviour fetches a bucket from the supply to make nshima for breakfast. A chicken drinks from one of the children’s cups which has been left unattended.

Saviour and her cousin Irene walk into the tall grass to wash in water collected from the stream and dress for school.

09:00

The villagers of Chibwe spend some time talking to us and explaining how the farm works, so we’re very late setting off for school. George, the headmaster at Simakakata has joined us for the walk, to look after the children and help explain things as we go along. Usually, the five children – Saviour, Valencia, Irene, Sharon and Alex – would walk unaccompanied.

09:30

The children pick some muchinga-chinga berries to snack on. The small red berries are sweet, but with a not unpleasant sour aftertaste – like a Haribo sweet.

09:40

The children start chasing each other and playing games. George explains that the average teacher wage in Zambia is 1.8million Kwacha per month, or £200. Before he chose to come to Simakakata, he worked in a school with running water, electricity and proper cooking facilities. He’s here because he wants to be, and other teachers won’t work in these areas for the salary.

10:00

George explains that there are around 50 elephants loose in the area, which they think have come up from game parks in Zimbabwe, where they’re being hunted for food. He’s worried for the safety of the children who walk this far every day.

10:20

We’ve covered about 5km. We’re fairly sure the children would be moving faster without us. Irene has stolen Steve’s sunglasses.

10:30

George sees a young child leading a cow through a cornfield and calls him over. The child should be at George’s school, the child says he has no clothes that are clean enough to attend and needs to work.

11:00

For the last 500m we try taking our shoes off to see how hard the ground is. Of the five children, three are barefoot. We notice more sharp pebbles, ants and the occassional piece of broken glass than we did before.

11:10

We arrive at school, slightly late, but headmaster George says it doesn’t matter. He is happy to do anything that will help raise badly needed funds for the school. Saviour goes straight into a maths class, where she’s learning to write the nnumbers 1 to 4.

11:30

The classes for grade 1 are just half an hour long. Saviour’s second class is CTS – Creative and Technical Studies. Music, art, home economics are all taught in this class.

12:30

The children break for lunch. Those who’ve brought food eat. Saviour hasn’t. They play in the yard and throw sticks into the nearby tree to knock out the fruit.

13:30

The last class of the day is SDS – Social Development Studies. The children sing “Head, shoulders, knees and toes” to learn the English names for different parts of the body. There are over 70 languages in Zambia (popn 11 million) so English is a vital lingua franca.

14:30

The end of day bell rings and the children sing a song about the end of the school day. They spend half an hour playing in the yard before the long walk home.

15:10

Saviour and her cousins start the long walk back. To pass the time we start to sing songs – the children sing some in Tonga, and we teach them some English ones.

15:40

A woman whose house we passed earlier stops us to talk to George about writing a letter for her, Saviour and her cousin Irene run off to the stream behind her house and come back with a bottle full of filthy ditch water.

16:30

We pass over a dry river bed, the children spot a pig which has escaped from a nearby farm and try to shoo it back. Unlike goats and cattle, pigs are usually kept indoors, so it’s unusual to see them roaming.

17:20

We arrive back home at Chibwe. The children are all still full of energy, despite having walked for four hours today, and not having eaten anything other than muchinga-chinga berries since breakfast. Saviour eats a snack of cold nshima, the corn starch dough which is the staple diet here. It’s leftover from the rest of the family’s lunch.

17:30

It’s chore time, and Saviour washes the pots from the preparation of the bean stew that’s cooking in the yard.

17:40

The family sit down to eat. It’ll be dark by 18.00, and with no candles there’s no time for any homework to be completed before the light is lost and it’s time for bed.

Do you have any questions for Saviour?

If you have any questions for Saviour, please let us know via Twitter or leave a comment below.

Saviour’s story can also been seen in photographs via this link.

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